Intimacy
When he to touched her hand
He said:
«Well there’s heat on your skin!»
«I can feel it!»
«If I had my dick inside you?
Right now!
…Would it?
Would there still be heat?
Like this?»
Then a shade of pleasure passed over his face;
That shade of pleasure that was on his face was burning her up between her thighs she remembered the feeling of him inside the first time. She longed for it every time she met his eyes.
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